Chapter 13

On Saturday afternoon, when Bai yanzhenyu was tidying up his room, he found the tickets for the art exhibition given to him by the editor Meiyue Nakagawa, so he handed the tickets to Xiaolan.

"Art Exhibition... Wow, there is an oil painting by a famous teacher in the exhibition..."

Seeing the publicity content printed on the ticket, Xiaolan was very excited and immediately said to Bai Yan Zhenyu: "ah, there's nothing important today. Let's go to the art museum."

Maori Kogoro was not interested in the art exhibition. Looking at the newspaper sent this morning, he refused without thinking: "if you don't go, the art exhibition is so boring, it's better to watch horse racing at home."

"Dad!"

Seeing that Maori xiaowulang didn't give face so much, Xiaolan hit the desk angrily, hit a dent on the desk, and threatened with a smile: "Dad, think again, do you want to go to the art exhibition?"

"Cough, the weather is fine today. We shouldn't stay at home. Let's go now."

In the face of Xiaolan, who is so small, Maoli xiaowulang resolutely confesses and counsels. He secretly regrets why Xiaolan was asked to learn karate.

After "Persuading" Maori xiaowulang by force, Xiaolan turned to Baiyan Zhenyu and Conan and asked, "brother Zhenyu and Conan, what about you two?"

"Go, must go, who won't let me go, I'm in a hurry with who."

"Brother Zhenyu is right. I'm going to see the art exhibition, too."

Baiyan Zhenyu and Conan have a strong desire to survive. Naturally, they know how to answer. Even if they are not interested in the art exhibition.

"Ha ha, that's it. I'll change my clothes now."

Seeing that Bai Yan and Zhenyu knew each other, Xiao Lan put away her clenched fist, went back to the room and changed her clothes, and took them to the medieval art museum.

"Although she is young, she is a talented painter and has won numerous awards. Her representative works include eternal stars, Neverland and so on..."

On the way to the art museum, Xiao Lan popularized the world-class painter named Zhiming Zhenbai to the public, and then said the rumors she heard from school with a mysterious face.

"By the way, I heard from the garden two days ago that there was a news recently in the art museum that two security guards saw medieval armor that could walk by themselves when patrolling at night..."

After hearing this, Maori xiaowulang said angrily, "this rumor is false. It must be a lie made up by the art museum to attract guests. Won't you believe it?"

Looking at the naive Xiaolan, Conan laughed and said, "ha ha, that's right, sister Xiaolan. Only children can be fooled."

"Hum, ignore you." Xiaolan turned her head angrily and ignored Maori xiaowulang and Conan.

After listening to the rumor said by Xiaolan, Bai yanzhenyu recalled the natural punishment incident in the art museum in the original book and decided to find an opportunity to stop the criminal act of the curator's father.

Soon, they came to the medieval art museum, took out four tickets to the guard and entered the art museum.

The exhibition hall of the art museum is very large, with oil paintings full of artistic sense hanging inside, but there are not many guests.

"There are so many beautiful oil paintings. It's great to come here."

Xiao Lan enjoyed the oil paintings full of artistic sense with relish, while Bai Yan Zhenyu followed her bored.

At this time, an old man with a white beard came to Xiao Lan and said with a smile, "you like it very much, don't you, miss."

Xiaolan nodded, folded her hands and said, "yes, the color matching and layout of this painting are so beautiful."

"Hehe, that's right. I like this picture very much, too."

The old man was very satisfied with Xiao Lan's answer and continued: "to be exact, it should be the works here. I like them all. They are like my children. They are so cute."

Seeing a strange stranger approaching Xiaolan, Maori xiaowulang hurried over with Baiyan Zhenyu and Conan and asked, "this old gentleman, are you...?"

After hearing Maori Kogoro's question, the old man turned around and replied, "it's impolite. I'm the curator of this art museum. My name is Luo He. Welcome to come."

"Oh, it's Mr. curator. I'm sorry." after learning the identity of the other party, Maori Kogoro smiled awkwardly.

"Hehe, please enjoy these works slowly, I won't disturb..."

Before he finished, the curator's face suddenly changed and roared to a staff member not far away: "Wata, what are you doing? How many times have I told you that you must wear gloves when contacting works of art. Have you forgotten again?"

"Yes... Sorry, curator, I'll pay attention next time." the staff member named Watian was startled and immediately apologized in fear.

"Wa Tian, you go to the back to carry the goods, and leave it all to rice island." the curator of Luohe was very angry and drove wa Tian out of the exhibition hall directly.

"Cut." Wata looked at the curator of Luohe angrily and left the exhibition hall with anger.

"There you are, curator Luohe."

A middle-aged man full of philistine breath came from outside the exhibition hall. Looking at the empty exhibition hall, he sneered and said, "sure enough, as usual, there are few guests..."

The curator of Luohe held his hands tightly behind his back, filled with wordless anger, but smiled and said, "boss Zhenzhong, why are you here?"

Zhenzhong's boss didn't know that he had become the natural punishment target of Luohe curator. He said proudly: "in ten days, this will belong to me. I'll take the designer to have a look, so as to prepare for opening a hotel in the future."

When the curator of Luohe heard the speech, he bowed humbly and prayed in a low voice: "boss Zhenzhong, I have the courage to ask once. As long as you promise to continue to operate the art museum, I can work for the art museum without any reward."

"It's not that you don't know the situation here. There are so many guests every month. The ticket money is not enough for the electricity bill. What do you rely on to recover the investment? Don't think about those impractical things. Finish the work in the last few days and go home for the elderly."

Boss Zhenzhong, a businessman pursuing interests, flatly refused the request of the curator of Luohe and took the designer to study the renovation plan of the hotel in the exhibition hall.

After listening to the dialogue between curator Luo He and boss Zhenzhong, Xiao Lan asked curiously, "curator Luo He, is this art museum going to disappear?"

The curator of Luohe nodded and said in a low mood, "yes, the former boss's company closed down. In order to raise funds to repay the debt, he can only sell the art museum to Zhenzhong boss."

The staff member named iidao looked at the back of Zhenzhong's boss and added: "at the beginning, the guy promised to continue to operate the art museum, and the former boss would sell the art museum to him. Unexpectedly, after the transaction was completed, he turned his face and wanted to renovate this place into a restaurant..."

"Well, Iijima, you go to work and leave everything to me." the curator of Luohe didn't want to talk about it more, so he turned and left the exhibition hall.

"Uncle, you continue to visit, I'll go to the bathroom." Bai yanzhenyu saw this, found an excuse to leave, and chased in the direction of Luohe Curator's departure.